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Dry
.
Mr
Dedalus
,
famous
father
,
laid
by
his
dry
filled
pipe
.
—
I
see
,
he
said
.
I
didn
’
t
recognise
him
for
the
moment
.
I
hear
he
is
keeping
very
select
company
.
Have
you
seen
him
lately
?
He
had
.
—
I
quaffed
the
nectarbowl
with
him
this
very
day
,
said
Lenehan
.
In
Mooney
’
s
en
ville
and
in
Mooney
’
s
sur
mer
.
He
had
received
the
rhino
for
the
labour
of
his
muse
.
He
smiled
at
bronze
’
s
teabathed
lips
,
at
listening
lips
and
eyes
:
—
The
élite
of
Erin
hung
upon
his
lips
.
The
ponderous
pundit
,
Hugh
MacHugh
,
Dublin
’
s
most
brilliant
scribe
and
editor
and
that
minstrel
boy
of
the
wild
wet
west
who
is
known
by
the
euphonious
appellation
of
the
O
’
Madden
Burke
.
After
an
interval
Mr
Dedalus
raised
his
grog
and
—
That
must
have
been
highly
diverting
,
said
he
.
I
see
.
He
see
.
He
drank
.
With
faraway
mourning
mountain
eye
.
Set
down
his
glass
.
